If you would feel the full force of a tempest, take up your residence on the top of Mount Washington, or at the Highland Light, inTruro.

The savage lives simply through ignorance and idleness or laziness, but the philosopher lives simply through wisdom.

Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.

A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood.

Enemies publish themselves. They declare war. The friend never declares his love.

All good things are wild and free.

The words which express our faith and piety are not definite; yet they are significant and fragrant like frankincense to superior natures.